Yeah! Cue the balloons and the streamers - it's my 100th post! It took about seven months to get here.
In keeping with the knitting them of the blog, I'll take it back to the roots - to the sheep and the llamas from which many good things come.
The 5yo an I recently snuck away for a local sheep shearing festival. We've been reading "The Rowdy Rooster" about a rooster who wakes everyone up early because he sleeps in an uncomfortable bed. Farmer Maude and Farmer Claude decided to shear all the animals for material to make a more comfortable bed. So my little one was really excited to see it done live. She stayed watching far longer than I would have expected her attention span to allow.
Here's the poor sheep who had to go last - just sitting and waiting and knowing what's coming. Or is he just eager to be released from all that heavy fur?
The Llama wasn't too excited about the whole thing. I don't think he liked being the center of attention.
Perhaps the best part of the festival is finding a crown fit for a princess...